She burnt away, rotting from within Until all that was left was ceramic skin Perfectly painted with only one crack Just below the knee, a hole of deep black The only blemish on a porcelain doll, Showing inside she was nothing at all But empty and hollow, full of dead space A vacuous vacuum with a manufactured... Continue Reading →
Black Noise
I don't hear things like you do. I hear them in colours. It doesn't quite translate the way you think. White noise tends to be a little pink. Finding white noise that is purely white is as difficult as finding untouched snow in a playground. There's too much going on these days- too many radio frequencies, too... Continue Reading →
On Repeat
The music crackles and he takes my hand for the very first time. The record spins, he spins me with it. We laugh. We dance. We kiss. His song is on repeat. It becomes our song. It plays at our wedding. It plays our daughter to sleep. She plays it herself when she is sad.... Continue Reading →
Apocalypse
The news screams of war. Nuclear sirens and wildfires, Flooded homes Extremists taking their fight To the streets. I try to memorize the way you look at me The way my name sounds on your lips How warm you are, how safe. Politicians in hot water Displaced children Without a home nation On a boiling... Continue Reading →
Before and After Me
A stack of photographs lie on the floor. I pick one up. A girl. She is smiling and she is happy. There is laughter in her eyes. She is loud and bold. She is bright and colourful. Vibrant. She is me, but I hardly recognise her. She is me. Before. I pick up the next... Continue Reading →
Recipe for Your Soul
Ingredients: 2 cups of self-raising determination. 2 cups of creativity Self confidence, beaten 200ml of love 1/2 a cup of insecurity (it will feel like more once baked, but that's all I promise) A pinch of courage. Method: Mix together all of the dry ingredients thoroughly in a large mixing bowl. Pour in the rest... Continue Reading →
Earth Day
I’m not religious, but today I feel blessed. The dusky light filling my living room is soft and beautiful, the air outside is crisp and I feel lucky to be right where I am.
Today I’ve been studying. I’ve been staring at books and my computer screen all day, I have a headache and my eyes are dry, but still I feel fortunate. When I look up from my screen I can see out of the window, through the trees just stirring into Spring, green leaves beginning to unfurl and buds starting to appear on the branches. Chipmunks are running up and down the trunks and tiny, delicate birds flit from one tree to another. Beyond the trees lies a mirror still lake. A swan sits motionless on top of the glassy surface. I look out of that window, past the trees to the lake and the swan and the dragonflies…
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Things I learnt during my first (successful) Camp NaNoWriMo
This was not my first year attempting a NaNoWriMo project, but it was my first year completing the 50 000 word count. Here are a few things I learnt on the journey- It Doesn't Have to be Good You may have 50 000 words at the end of the month but you will not have... Continue Reading →
Doors
They met for a drink in a rooftop bar. He wore red and she wore blue and the night moved faster than usual. She invited for dinner the following Tuesday to her flat with the midnight blue door. They sat in a kitchen she'd painted to look like the sky and for desert she served... Continue Reading →
